Islands کے بول

leap on down into the trees brush against the glowing leaves islands floating in the sky with sails like moons leading me all of this happened so fast to feel your breath knocked out of me islands floating in the street the street will lead us to the sea -get over you- i try to carry my sweet love with me but oh! his mind is making food for worms and only he remembers the sweet parts of me they're the ones i can't recall